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With every Chinese take out meal comes a fortune cookie. Removed from its cellophane wrapper, there is a faint smell of almonds. The cookie’s skin has a Formica-like texture. Your grasp each side of the cookie between your thumbs ’til there is the dry crackle snap. Inside is the “fortune;” a thin strip of paper. ……. So, what happens next? Is there a fortune in this cookie? Is it magic or diabolical? Does it lead you on a great adventure? Scare the h**l out of you? Change your life?
Weave a tale around that cookie and it’s “fortune.”
And, if you have favourite fortune cookie sayings, leave them in comments, or post on your blog and link back here.
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